- Lilah Morgan: [while running away from Angelus, Cordelia grabs her from behind] He's gonna kill us!
- Cordelia Chase: I know.
- [pulls out the dagger made from The Beast's skin and plunges it into Lilah's throat]
- Cordelia Chase: Why do you think I let him out, you stupid bitch?
- Angelus: Try playing up the awe and the reverence a bit. The *great* Angelus.
- Lilah Morgan: Great, being locked in a cage.
- Angelus: Yet managing to display better grooming habits than you. Look at yourself, Lilah. Hmm? All these years wanting to meet me. Couldn't run a comb through your hair? Maybe slap on a little lipstick? Evil doesn't have to mean sloppy.
- Angelus: What happened to pedestrians, huh? Human pedestrians? Is there no fast food left in Los Angeles?
- Cordelia Chase: Do you know what Angelus would do if we let him out?
- Lilah Morgan: Kill you all in a bloody shower of violence. But, hey, greater good.
- Charles Gunn: Now, instead of just worryin' about big bad rock-eater, we got Darth Vampire livin' in the basement.
- Cordelia Chase: Never do I have the happy frolicking puppy visions. Always bones and death and...
- Connor: We got the skull of the soul-eater.
- Cordelia Chase: I'm just sayin'.
- Lilah Morgan: It's Thursday, which means everyone who should be in the weekly briefing is, um, dead.
- [hearing Gunn and Fred argue]
- Angelus: I bet you Wes would never hit her. He's all proper and English. And that accent... ooh, chicks just love a good accent. Makes them all buttery in their nether regions. Isn't that right, Fred? You know, I had a bit of an Irish brogue back in the day. If you like, I can use it on you when I rape you to death.